She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 509: In the Face of Life and Death

Five minutes had passed, and there was a countless number of people waiting in line for Kyson’s treatment, while nobody came to Cheyenne.

Eddie was starting to feel anxious for her.

“Cheyenne, should I go and help you find some patients? I remember a few patients adding me on Line before; they were seeking medical help,” he suggested.

“No need,” she declined his offer, her gaze shifting towards the cleaning lady standing by the street.

From the last moment to now, the cleaning lady had been looking over in this direction with hesitation.

Cheyenne raised her red lips and said coolly, “I’ve got a patient.”

“What?”

Before he could get a response from her, Cheyenne headed towards the cleaning lady.

Meanwhile, Leah, seeing her actions, thought she had willingly given up the competition and smirked triumphantly. “So quick to give up? Seems like all that boasting led to nothing… A bit of self-awareness would be good.”

Before Leah’s words had fallen, a clear voice interjected, “Who said I’ve given up?”

Cheyenne returned, bringing with her a middle-aged cleaning lady in a yellow sanitation worker’s uniform. She looked to be in her fifties, with hair turning white from the rigors of hard labor, and her face weathered and wrinkled from years of exposure to the elements.

She held a broom and stood somewhat bewildered in place.

“She’s so filthy. Why would Cheyenne bring such a lowly person here?”

“Yeah, it stinks! The air is filled with the smell of garbage… I can’t bear it, I’m sick.”

out of here quickly,

ears, there were the hurtful words attacking her

hand, a deep sadness on her face as she apologized to Cheyenne with

despite not saying anything, her actions crushed the old woman’s sense

the cleaning lady’s wrist and confidently ushered her into

patients showed signs of discontent, but envy also sparked

selected a replacement patient

the white coat and gloves,

hurt?” she asked the cleaning

now, I’ve been experiencing intermittent abdominal pain, dizziness, and frequent vomiting, especially at mealtimes,” the woman

the epigastric region, indicating that she likely had chronic gastritis and

the

that she had identified the

a set of silver needles, each varying in size, thickness,

to skillfully insert it

high medical skills, and her speed

involuntarily gazed in silent admiration at

help but admit

curled her lips, criticizing Cheyenne’s

appendicitis. The best

she could finish her words, Kyson himself refuted her, publicly stating, “Leah, watch it carefully to learn it.

“Grandfather, whose side are you on? If we lose,

“I know.”

shook his head and began to focus

help but steal glances at Cheyenne, while he pondered a question: What if he were asked to treat that cleaning

Based

medical experience, he would probably recommend the patient to take medicine for recuperation. However, it would be a relatively long process

the past two months!” Cheyenne wasn’t accustomed to such effusive